Hunter (1984–1991): Season 1, Episode 16 - Guilty - full transcript
Some people are being killed and just before they are killed they get a phone call from someone who utters the word "guilty". Hunter and McCall investigate and learn that the people who ...
Mccall:
Strangled, Huh?
Hunter:
More Like Garroted.
All 3 Of These Victims
Served As Jurors
At The Trial
Of Louis Mcmahon.
I'm Questioning
A Suspect.
Louie Can't Talk.
Guilty.
Shall We, Uh,
Divide And Conquer?
Works For Me.
We're Gonna
Be Suspended.
Works For Me.
♪ Bumble Jacks, Bumble Jacks ♪
♪ Taste Like A Blue Rainbow ♪
♪ Bumble Jacks, Bumble Jacks ♪
♪ Gives You That Special Glow ♪
♪ Bumble Jacks Gives
You That Special ♪
♪ Bumble Jacks, Bumble Jacks ♪
♪ Tastes Like A Blue Rainbow ♪
[Footsteps]
[Heavy Breathing]
I Hate It.
So Do I.
Hey, Go Home Already.
You Look Dead.
[Heavy Breathing]
The Bumble Jacks
Account Will Survive
Another Night
Without A Lyric.
I Don't Think Anything
Can Survive
"Tastes Like
A Blue Rainbow."
Well, That's About
The Time To Go Home
And Get Some Sleep.
Hey, Come On,
Your Boyfriend's
Waiting For You.
Hey, He's Probably On
His Way Up Here Right Now
With A Shotgun Just
Waiting To Catch Us.
David Has Seen What
You Look Like, Ted.
He Would Never
Worry About That.
[Heavy Breathing]
[Telephone Rings]
See? It's Him.
Hey, Don't Tell
Him I'm Here.
Thorner Ad Agency.
Loretta Johnson
Speaking.
Guilty.
What?
Guilty.
Who Is It?
Who Was That?
I Don't Know.
Some Weirdo, I Guess.
He Was Doing Some
Heavy Breathing
And Then He Said,
"Guilty."
That's A Weird
Thing To Say.
Probably Some
Prank Call.
You Know, Some Kids
Just Dialing Numbers.
Come On, Let Me Walk
You Down To Your Car.
Are You Ok, Loretta?
I'll Be Fine As
Soon As I Get Home.
Look, Why Don't You Give Me
A Call When You Get Home?
I'll Feel Better.
David Will Be
Waiting For Me.
I'll Be Ok.
Are You Sure?
Yeah.
[Heartbeat]
[Heartbeat]
[Heavy Breathing]
[Upbeat Music Plays]
Radio: Attention All Units
In The Wilshire District,
We Have A Silent
Neighborhood Watch Report.
Prowler On Northridge
Street Beat A Woman.
Northridge.
That's Too Far.
Hunter, Come In.
Hunter, Come In.
Hunter,
Are You There?
Hunter, Come In.
Radio: Any Unit,
A 201 And Silent
On Hayden Place.
Shots Fired.
That's Not Too Far.
Yeah, This Is L-56,
I'm At The Corner Of Colfax
And Burbank Boulevard.
I Can Respond.
Radio: L-56, We Have
3 Closer Units In Motion,
One Already There.
Do Not Respond.
Great.
Mccall: Your Last Chance,
Hunter, Come In.
Sorry, Mccall.
What Do You Got?
Where Have You Been?
Listening
To The Radio.
Hunter, I've Been Sitting Here
On This Greasy Park Bench,
I Am Bored
Out Of My Mind,
And You're Listening
To The Radio.
Somebody's Got To
Be Listening
For Calls To Run On.
What Do You Mean Calls?
We're On Assignment
Here, Remember?
We're Supposed To Clean
Out All The Muggers.
Look, Mccall,
You're The One--
Am I In Your Way?
Look, Mccall,
You Were The One
Coming Out
Of The Ladies' Room
When The Captain
Was Looking
To Give This
Assignment Away.
Yeah. Well, Don't
Forget, Buddy,
We're In This Together.
Just Cover Our Butts
So I Can Get
Something To Run On.
So You Can Get Something?
You'll Leave Me Out Of It.
I Wouldn't Do That
To You, Mccall.
Radio: All Units,
We Have A 187
At 18534 Medsten Drive.
Available Units Respond.
I Got One, Mccall.
Wait A Minute, Hunter,
What Are You Doing?
You Just Hang Tough.
I'll Be Right Back.
Well, Where
Are You Going?
Well, Hunter,
Wait--
Yeah, This Is L-56.
I'm Responding
To That 187
At 18534 Medsten
Drive. I'm Rolling.
Mccall: Hunter,
Will You Pick Up
The Walkie-Talkie, Please?
Hunter. Would You
Pick Up The Radio?
Hunter.
Great.
[Siren And Radio]
[Car Door Slams]
Every Bone In The
Girl's Neck Was Crushed.
The Guy Must Have Used
Some Kind Of
A Garroting Rope.
Any Suspects?
Already Took Her Boyfriend
Down To The Station.
He Was In The House.
Claimed He Came Out
And Found The Body
This Morning.
His Story Is Pretty
Inconsistent.
Right Now He's
The Prime Suspect.
Anybody Notice
These Keys?
Hunter, Get Away
From That Car.
You're Supposed To Be In
The Park With Your Partner.
But Captain, I Was Going To
Lunch When The Call Came In.
I Understand They
Arrested The Boyfriend.
Yeah, Well,
A Complete Report
Will Be In
The Morning Newspaper.
You're Supposed To Be In
The Park Catching Muggers.
Well, The Park's
Practically Clean.
Yeah, I Love That
Word "Practically."
Captain, Can't
Mccall And I Kind Of,
Like, Uh, You Know?
Look, You And Mccall Are
Already On A Case, All Right?
I Want You To Go
Back To The Park,
And I Don't Want To See You
Again Or Have You Check In
Until It's Completely
Cleaned Up.
Not Practically, But
Completely Cleaned Up.
Look, Captain,
Mccall And I
Are Ready To Take
This Homicide Case.
Besides, The Park Is
Completely Under Control.
Mccall: Hunter, Get Over
Here. I Think We Got One.
Come In, Hunter.
What, Do You Got
A Brick In There?
Yeah, And I Got
A Bullet In Here.
Now, Freeze. Police.
[Police Siren]
Where Have You Been?
You Have The Right
To Remain Silent.
If You Give Up That
Right To Remain Silent,
Anything You Say Can And
Will Be Used Against You
In A Court Of Law.
Mccall: She Was
Strangled, Huh?
More Like Garroted.
Oh, Great.
They Arrested
The Boyfriend,
But I Don't Think
It Was Him.
She Was Jumped While She
Was Trying To Lock Her Car.
The Key Was Bent
Over To The Right.
So?
So, Which Means That
When She Was Jumped
She Was Pulled Out
Toward The Street.
Now, If The
Boyfriend Did It,
He Would Have Come
From The House,
Jumped Her, Pulled Her
Back Toward The House.
The Key Would Have Been
Bent Toward The Left.
That's Right. How'd
You Figure That Out?
Auto Shop, Lawndale
High School, 1963.
Well, You Guys Really
Double Up, Don't You?
Not More Than 5
Minutes Ago I Told
Other Detectives
That Were Here.
Well, We Just Like
To Be Thorough, Is All.
I Can't Believe It.
I Told Her
Not To Worry.
You Know, Just Some Kids
Making Crank Calls.
Now She's Dead.
We're Very Sorry.
Was Guilty The Only
Thing He Said?
Yeah, That Was It.
What Does It Mean?
We're Not Gonna Know
Until We Find This Animal.
If You Happen To
Think Of Anything Else
That Might Help Us,
Give Us A Call, Would You?
Oh, Yeah.
She Was Just
30 Years Old.
She Thought Up Jingles
For Cereal Ads,
For God's Sake.
Who'd Want
To Kill Loretta?
Hunter: Guilty.
I Don't Get It.
This Guy Decides
Who's Guilty,
Then He Goes Out
And Executes Them.
Loretta Johnson, She
Doesn't Exactly Have
Your Typical Criminal
Profile, You Know.
Maybe She's
Got A Past Life
We Don't Know
Anything About.
Let's Run Her
By The Computer
And See What We
Come Up With.
Looks Pretty Clean.
What Are You Two Doing
In The Computer Room?
Oh, Sure, I Saw The Two
Of Them In There, Captain,
I Thought
The Two Of You
Were Supposed To Be
In A Park Somewhere.
Hey, Hunter, I Never Got
Those Reports On My Desk.
What Is It,
You're So Tired
From Chasing
And Arresting Muggers
That You Don't
Have The Strength
To Carry The Paperwork
Into My Office?
Well, We're Just Tying Up
Some Loose Ends, Captain.
All Right, You Had
Something In Your Hand.
Where Did You Put It?
What?
Look, I Don't Know
What You Two Are Up To,
But It Better Not Involve
That Strangler Case.
I've Already Got Enough
Detectives Working On That.
We Were Just Trying To Match
Up Some Saliva Samples
From The Winos Down
At The Park, Captain.
Boy, That's A Real
Killer On Shoe Leather.
That's Disgusting,
Mccall.
How's That Strangler
Case Coming, Captain?
Didn't The, Uh,
The Boyfriend Do It?
No, We Released Him This
Morning. Wrong Guy.
And We've Got No Further
Clues Or Suspects.
These Two Are Up To
Something, Captain.
Did You See Her
Pour Him Coffee?
She Never
Pours Him Coffee.
Hey, Look, Hunter,
Do Everybody A Favor.
Stay Out Of
The Computer Room
And In The Park, Ok?
Right.
Yeah, As A Matter
Of Fact,
Why Don't We
Go On Back To The Park
And, Uh, Clear The City Of
All The Winos And Bag Ladies.
Oh, Yeah, Right.
Yeah, Bernie,
You Never Can Tell
When A Wino's Gonna
Barf On Your Feet.
Ok. Loretta Johnson.
There's No Arrests,
No Convictions,
No Nothing. Cleaner
Than Bernie's Sex Life.
Then What's
She Guilty Of?
I Don't Know.
Guilty.
I Know Who This Is.
I Know Who You Are,
And I'm Going
To The Police.
Guilty.
That's Right, Boys, Let's
Get That Stiff Out Of Here.
Very Good, That's The
Way To Do It. Excellent.
Arias, Get In There And
Start Lifting Those Prints.
Fine, Yes. And You Just
Go Around The Corner
And Do, Uh,
Whatever, Uh...
I Know My Rights.
Are You Sick, Man?
Are You Sick?
Hey, Hey, Hey,
Wait A Minute, Now.
I Want My Lawyer, I Want
To Make A Phone Call,
And I Want A Cup
Of Coffee. Black.
Uh, You And Jackson
Check The Neighbors
And See If They
Heard Anything.
I Already Checked Them Out.
The Little Old Lady
Back In Number 7 Said
She Heard A Crash.
Might Have Been The Door
Being Kicked In.
That's Very Good.
Door Kicked In.
That's 2 "O"S
In Door, Bern.
Hunter, What The Hell
Are You Doing Here?
This Case Is Off-Limits
To You And Mccall.
Boy, He Sure Makes You
Feel At Home, Doesn't He?
Wait, It Is
Off-Limits, Hunter.
Look, Bernie, We Were
Transporting A Suspect
And We Saw All These
Vehicles Out In Front
And We Decided
To Pop In.
Hey, I Know
My Rights!
Shut Up, Eddie,
I'll Cave Your Head In.
Oh, You'll Hit Me
Again, Are You?
I'm Thinking About It.
You Don't Know Who
You're Dealing With,
You Don't Know Who You're
Dealing With Here, Do You?
Are You Sick? Are You
Sick Or Something?
There Are
Departmental Orders
Concerning The Treatment
Of Prisoners, Hunter.
I Treat All My Prisoners
The Same, Bernie.
You May Well
Be In Violation
Of A Departmental
Order, Then.
What Seems To
Be The Trouble?
Who Are You?
I'm Detective
Terwilliger.
Listen, You Got To
Get Me Away From Him.
Who?
This Sergeant
Hunter.
Hey, Please, Don't
Leave Me With Him.
This Guy's Crazy.
Did He, Uh--
Did He Hurt You?
Hey, I Have Cuffs On.
Are You Saying That
Sergeant Hunter, Uh,
Overstepped The Law,
Some Kind Of Police
Brutality Or Something?
Yeah, Yeah.
He's Real Scary,
And He Said He Was Gonna
Get Me If I Talked.
Uh, No, No, No,
You Can Talk To Me.
You Can Tell
Me Everything.
Well, First Off...
No! I Can't
Talk To You.
I Can't Trust None
Of You Cops
'Cause You All
Stick Together.
No, No, No, No, No,
You Can Trust Me.
Honestly. Would You Like
Some Coffee Or Something?
Did You Find
Anything?
I Don't Know.
I Was Looking Out
In The Trash
And I Found
Today's Newspaper
With A Couple Of
Articles Clipped Out.
It Looks Like The
Old Man Was Keeping
Some Sort Of
A Scrapbook Here.
Yeah.
Seems Like He's Interested
In Crime Stories, Too.
Yeah. Now This Is This
Morning's Newspaper.
There's 2 Pages Ripped
Out Of The Scrapbook.
So This Killer's Coming
In Here Snuffing This Guy
And Then He's Taking
Old Articles With Him?
Yeah, That's What
It Looks Like.
Let's Go Locate These
Missing Articles.
Yeah.
You Have A Date On That?
A Date? I Got
A Place And A Time.
Bernie, That Looks
Like Hunter's Car.
Now What The Hell
Is He Doing Here?
Sir, I've Been Getting Some
Very Interesting Information
About Hunter From This
Prisoner Right Here.
Hunter: How Are You
Doing, Captain?
Surprise Visit,
Hunter?
Well, I Was Transporting
This Hooligan
That We'd Picked Up
From The Park Downtown
When We Saw The Cars And
We Decided To Stop By.
Yeah, We Saw All
These Cop Cars
And We Thought
Maybe, Uh, Terwilliger
Got Hit By A Bus
Or Something.
We Were Concerned.
Well, According
To Bernie,
Your Prisoner Here
Has A Lot To Say.
I Got It All
Written Down
And Signed By
The Witness, Sir.
I Had It--I Had
It Right Here.
Hey, Well, Look, I'd
Like To Stick Around
And Chat With You
Guys,
But We've Got
A Booking To Go To.
Taa-Taa.
I Had It Right
Here.
I Had It
In My Pocket.
Yo, Twit, I Thought
You Could Help Me Out.
You Should Have Seen Him.
I Really Had Him Going.
Thanks, Eddie.
I Appreciate This.
I Owe You One.
Yo!
♪ I Am The Man
To Break, Ha ♪
Hey, Bernie's
Wallet.
Must Have Thought That It
Slipped Out Of His Pocket.
Hey, You Ain't Got
To Open The Door.
Adios, Amigos.
Hunter: Let's Take A Run
By The Library, Mccall.
Excuse Me.
We're Looking For
The Last 2 Issues
Of The Newspaper.
Local Or
Out Of Town?
Local.
Planning On
Photocopying?
Well, It's
A Possibility.
Why, Is It
Against The Law?
Only If You
Photocopy Money,
In Which Case
They Put You Away.
And It Usually Turns Out
Pretty Awful, Anyway.
Now, We Charge For All
Of Our Photocopies.
No Checks,
No Credit Cards.
Do You Need Change?
Uh, I Think We
Can, Uh, Handle It.
Would You Just Point Us In
The Direction Of The File?
Right Over There
Against The Wall.
Oh--Do You Have
Your Library Card?
Never Leave Home
Without It.
This Is Really
A Long Shot, You Know.
Well, When You're
Bobbing For Anything
You Try Anything.
But Come On,
A Rumpled-Up Newspaper
In The Victim's Trash
Can. That Can Be Zip.
Yeah, But Maybe The Killer
Didn't Want Us To Find It.
You Got To Keep
An Open Mind
About These Things,
Mccall.
Mccall: All Right,
What Do You Got?
Ah.
"Sacramento Coroners,
Currently Examining
"The Remains
Of Martin Clink
For Final Determination
Of Death,
"Which Has Thought
To Have Been
Precipitated By
Cord Or Rope."
You Mind Keeping It
Down A Little, Please?
That Stuff Makes Me Sick.
"Mr. Clink, Arriving
Home Late In The Evening
"From A Business Meeting
With An Insurance Client,
"Was Found Lying Just
Outside The Front Door
Of His Small Apartment
Not Far From The State
Capital Building."
Mccall: It's About
A Murder. Big Deal.
Well, It Parallels
The Cases
That We've
Been Running Into.
They're All
Strangulations.
Don't You Get
The Connection?
Hunter,
Why Would This Guy
Kill Somebody
Up In Sacramento
And Then Come Down To L.A.
To Get Another Victim?
Victims.
Victims, Plural.
Ok, Fine,
But It Still Doesn't
Make Any Sense.
Yet. I Bet If We Call The
Sacramento Coroner's Office
Right Now,
He Might Be Through
With The Investigation.
It May Have Something
To Do With This Case.
And If Not?
Well, If Not Then
I've...Just Defaced
A Publicly-Owned
Major Newspaper.
Want The Funnies?
I Just Got Off The
Phone With Sacramento.
Get This...
They Found Pieces
Of Rawhide
Embedded
In The Victim's Neck.
Same Way
John Matthews Died.
Uh-Huh, And This
Is Weird, Hunter.
Why Would Matthews
Cut Out An Article
On The Sacramento
Killing
And Then He Winds Up
Being Killed The Same Way?
I Better Run
The Sacramento Guy
And See If He's
Still On The Street.
And If He Is, I Say
We Go Pay Him A Visit.
There It Is.
The Guy Lived In Los Angeles
7 Years Ago In Van Nuys.
Think Matthews Knew Him?
Yeah, Possibly.
But It Still Doesn't Explain
The Connection Between
The Killer
And The 2 Victims.
There's Something About This
Address That Rings A Bell.
Loretta Johnson.
Loretta Johnson Lived
In West Hollywood.
Yeah, Currently.
But Here's
The Sheet On Her.
In 1978, Her California
Driver's License Address
Was Van Nuys, California.
All 3 Of These People
Lived In The Same Area
In 1978.
Remember Those News Clippings
At Matthews' House
About The Jury Trial?
All These Victims Were
Living In The Same District
At The Very Same Time.
And They Pulled Jurors
From Voter Registration Files
By Districts.
Ya Think?
Hunter, You're Right.
All 3 Of These Victims
Served As Jurors
At The Trial
Of Louis Mcmahon.
He Was Convicted
Of Murder
And Sentenced To Life.
Which Usually Means He's
Back Out On The Streets.
Yeah, First Thing
I Want To Do Is Contact
The Other 2 Jurors
Living In Los Angeles
To See If They've
Received Any Phone Calls.
[Telephone Rings]
[Ring]
[Knocking On Door]
Just A Minute.
Hello?
[Dial Tone]
Damn.
Hi. Miss Thelma Adkins?
That's Right.
Who Are You?
I'm Sergeant Dee Dee Mccall,
Homicide Division.
May I Come In And Speak
With You, Please?
It's About The
Louis Mcmahon Case.
Something's Happened.
He's Out Of Prison,
Isn't He?
Well, We're Checking
On That Right Now.
Mrs. Adkins, What We Do Know
Is That At Least
3 Of The Other Members
Of The Jury That
Convicted Him Have, Uh,
Been Receiving Rather
Strange Phone Calls...
And Shortly Thereafter
Have Been Strangled.
He Said He Would.
Are You Saying
That Mcmahon Said He'd
Kill The Jurors? When?
It Was Right After The
Conviction Was Brought In.
He Looked Over At Us
Before They Took Him Away
And He Said We Were More
Guilty Than He Was...
And We Would Pay.
He Used The Word "Guilty"?
First Time I Laid Eyes
On That Man I--
Scared Me To Death.
[Machine Starts]
It's Just The Pipes.
They Make Noise.
Listen, Mrs. Adkins,
We'd Like To Offer You Some
Protection If You'll Take It,
At Least Until We Know
Whether Or Not
It Is Louis Mcmahon
And If It Isn't, Till
We Get Him Convicted.
Ms. Mccall, We Both Know
It's Louis Mcmahon.
He Didn't Look Like
The Other Young Men
Whose Trials
I Was A Juror On.
The Others Looked Like
They Had Some Humanity
In Their Faces...
Except They Were
Just Misled...
As If They Weren't
Really Happy
At Having
Done Something Wrong.
But Mr. Mcmahon...
He Sort Of...
Liked What He Did.
You Know What I Mean?
He Liked It.
And He Couldn't
Get Enough.
Listen, Mrs. Adkins,
Take Some Protection
From Us, Ok?
No. I--
I Don't Think I Want
That Just Yet.
Not That I'm A Fool,
But--
You Said The Victims
Had All Been
Telephoned First.
Yeah, That's Right.
Well, If He Calls Me,
I'll Call You.
Fair?
You Know,
I Don't Get It.
How Can They Continually
Parole Guys Like That?
Why Do They Always Want
To Live In Los Angeles?
Sunshine State.
Nice Place.
Yeah.
Excuse Me.
I'm Looking For
A Louis Mcmahon.
That's Him Back There.
Louis Mcmahon?
Hey.
Freeze!
Get Out
Of The Truck.
Come On, Move It.
Get Over There.
Spread 'Em Out.
Ok, Now, Why'd You Run?
I'm Asking You A Question.
Now, Look, You're Either
Gonna Talk To Me
Or You're Gonna Tell It
To The Ground.
Now, Why Did You Run?
What's Going On?
Questioning A Suspect.
Well, You Can Save
Your Breath.
Louie Can't Talk.
What Do You Mean
Louie Can't Talk?
He Got No Voice Box.
He Got It Cut Clean
Through
In A Knife Fight
In Prison.
His Vocal Chords Were
Severed In The Fight.
It Was In The Prison
Yard About 6 Years Ago.
Since Then He Hasn't
Been Able To Speak.
He Ran From Me.
Yeah, You Come
Barging In
Flashing A Badge
To A Parolee.
He Gets Scared,
He Runs.
Jury Convicts
This Guy Of Murder,
And Then 3 Months Ago
In Sacramento
He Gets Out On Parole...
And A Juror Turns Up Dead.
And Then He Moves
To Los Angeles.
And Guess What Happens?
2 More Of Those Same
Jurors Wind Up Dead.
I'm His Parole Officer.
He's A Model Parolee
And He Can't Talk.
You've Got Witnesses
That Claim
He Calls Up And Talks
To His Victims.
Using The Word "Guilty."
Yeah. It's All
Too Simple, Isn't It?
I Mean, Wouldn't Mcmahon
Be The Perfect Subject
To A Frame
For These Murders?
That's What I Think
Is Happening.
Mcmahon Is A Fall Guy
For Some Nut.
Oh, Give Me A Break.
No. You Give Me A Break,
Mccall.
Now, We Got
A Search Warrant
For The Guy's Apartment
And It's Clean.
I Mean, We Got Nothing
On This Guy. Nothing.
And No D.A. Is
Gonna Hold A Mute
Who's Making Phone Calls
To People.
Maybe He Can Talk.
What?
Maybe He's Just Been
Holding Out.
For 6 Years?
"Go To Hell."
Here, It's For You.
Captain, This Is The Guy.
"I'm Innocent."
Great.
Hey, Look,
We Can't Hold Him,
So Let's Drop It, Huh?
Now We Got Nothing.
And You Stay Off
This Case, Hunter.
I Mean It.
Louis Is Our Boy
All Right.
Yeah, And The Guy's
Back Out On The Street.
Makes Me Sick.
We Know Where He Lives
And We Know Where He Works,
So Let's Tail Him.
What's Taking Him?
Maybe He's Cleaning Up
In There Before He Splits.
Place Hasn't Been Cleaned Up
Since It Opened.
Uh, The Floor Show's
Just Beginning.
Well, We Could Nab Him
For Littering.
Oh, I Have An Idea
We'll Be Able
To Get Something On Him
Better Than That.
♪ You've Been Down That Road
Before, Child ♪
♪ You Know Where It Leads ♪
♪ You've Been Down That Road
Before, Child ♪
♪ Set Your Spirit Free ♪
♪ You've Been Down That Road
Before, Child ♪
♪ You've Been Down,
Down, Down, Down ♪
♪ Down, Down, Down ♪
♪ Sippin' Cider
Through A Straw ♪
♪ Across Them Lines
I Couldn't See ♪
♪ I've Been Solvin'
All My Problems ♪
♪ By The Women's
Self Pity ♪
♪ Too Many Times... ♪
I Wonder What
The Hell He's Up To.
Yeah, Well, Maybe Somebody's
Having A Rope Sale In There.
Come On.
♪ This Is My, My Own Body,
Oh, What's The Crime? ♪
♪ I Waste My Own Time ♪
♪ You've Been Down
That Road Before, Child ♪
♪ And You Know
Where It Leads ♪
♪ You've Been Down
That Road Before, Child ♪
♪ And Set Your Spirit Free ♪
♪ You've Been Down
That Road Before, Child ♪
♪ You've Been Down,
Down, Down, Down ♪
♪ Down, Down, Down ♪
♪ You Know Where It Leads ♪
♪ Dream While You're Awake ♪
♪ Seek And You Shall Find ♪
♪ Your Heart Knows
The Secrets ♪
♪ That Can Transcend Time ♪
♪ Dream While You're Awake ♪
♪ Seek And You Shall Find ♪
♪ Your Heart Knows
The Secrets ♪
♪ That Can Transcend Time,
Yeah ♪
♪ It's Never Been
My Home For Long ♪
♪ It's My Past,
My History ♪
♪ As Long As We Swallow
That Pill ♪
♪ We Will Have
The Same Scenery ♪
♪ Too Many Times
You Could Change Things... ♪
Pretty Strange Place
For A Phone Call,
Don't You Think?
Yeah, Well, If You're
Gonna Terrorize People
Over The Phone, You
Might As Well Do It
In The Phone Booth
Of Your Choice.
Say, Man, What Is This?
I'm Sorry, I Thought
You Were Somebody Else.
♪ You've Been Down
That Road Before, Child ♪
♪ And You Know
Where It Leads ♪
♪ Been Down That Road
Before, Child ♪
♪ Set Your Spirit Free ♪
♪ Been Down That Road... ♪
Dispatcher:
L-56, Please Respond.
L-56. Hunter Here.
Got A Call From
A Thelma Adkins.
Said You'd Know
What It Was About.
Got It.
We're On Our Way.
[Siren]
I Mean, After
This Guy's Trial,
The D.A. Sat Us All
Down And Told Us
That Whenever Some
Criminal Makes A Threat
On The Jury They Never
Follow Through.
Well, Actually,
That's True.
There's Never Been
A Documented Case
Where A Convicted Criminal
Actually Did Go After
The Jurors,
But We Just Wanted
To Play Safe.
And Wanted To Take
All Precautions.
I Tell You I Was
Really Scared
When The Guy Called.
Well, He Called
About 10 Minutes Ago.
If He's Gonna Make
His Move,
He's Gonna Make It
Pretty Soon.
[Breathing]
Hunter.
Come On. It's Late.
I Don't Think This Guy's
Going To Show.
We'll Send You Somebody
From Downtown.
I Don't Get It.
Why Would The Guy Call
Thelma And Not Show?
The Other Juror.
He Called Thelma
To Throw Us Off.
Not Gonna Have That Light On
Much Longer, Are You?
Just 3 More Pages Till
The End Of This Chapter.
I Hate It When You Read
Those Scary Books
Before You Go To Bed.
You Keep Me Up All Night
Thinking You're Hearing Noises.
I Do Not.
[Creak]
Paul, Did You Hear
Something?
Mmm.
[Heartbeat]
[Siren]
Finish Your Book And
Turn Out The Light.
I Just Have
2 More Pages.
[Step Creaks]
Paul, Did You Hear
Something?
Mccall, You Take
The Back.
[Screams]
[Screaming]
[Siren]
Why Is It I Can Always
Tell The Sound
Of Terwilliger's Siren?
Hunter, I Got Television
People Out Here.
Look At 'Em. Newspapers,
Reporters, Everything.
You're Making Me An Old Man,
Hunter, You Really Are.
Look, Captain,
That Was Our Man.
Yeah, But You Wouldn't Swear
That It Was Louis Mcmahon,
Could You?
I Mean, You Didn't
Actually See Him, Did You?
Well, It Was Dark.
I Almost Had
This Guy, Captain.
Did You See The House?
You Almost Destroyed
The House, Hunter.
I Got 2 Police Psychologists
Up There Now
Just Trying To Coax The Woman
Out From Underneath The Bed.
She's Hysterical.
Captain, We Probably
Saved Her Life.
Firearms Discharge Report's
Gonna Have To Be Filed.
The Officer Involved
Shooting Team
Is On Its Way
Out Here Right Now.
I've Already Called 'Em.
Well, You Are So
Efficient, Bernie,
I Bet You Were
A Cub Scout, Huh?
Look, Captain, We Got A
Raving Maniac On Our Hands.
Look, I Want To Catch This
Guy Just As Bad As You Do.
But I Want To Make Sure
I Catch The Right One.
You Know, I Could Suspend
You For What You Did,
Working On A Case
Without Authorization,
Derelict In Duty.
And In General,
Just Sticking Your Nose
Where It Doesn't Belong.
Well, Captain,
I Am His Partner.
I Helped Him Stick His Nose
Where It Doesn't Belong.
Look, Captain, Bernard,
I'd Like To Stand Out Here
And Talk With You Further
But I'm Gonna Go Home And
Put My Head In The Dryer.
Hey, Hunter, I Want You
To Go To The Station.
You Can Change There.
Mccall, You Go With Him.
Come On, Bernie.
I Think We're
Gonna Be Suspended.
Come On, Hunter, We're
Not Gonna Be Suspended.
Hey, Look, I Saw The Wild
Crazy Look In His Eye.
We're Gonna Be
Suspended.
I Suppose You Think You
Know Everything, Huh?
I Saw The Same Crazy
Wild Look In His Eye,
And We're Not Gonna Be
Suspended.
Woman's Intuition,
I Suppose?
You Know What's
Wrong With You?
No. But I Bet
You're Gonna Tell Me.
You Got It.
You Always Look At
The Downside Of Everything.
Mccall:
I Don't Believe This.
2 Weeks Suspension
For Me, Too.
Yeah, What Happened
To My Partner Back There?
I'm Not The One Who Shot
Up The Guy's Bedroom.
Besides, I Never Thought
The Captain
Would Actually
Go Through With It.
Yeah. We're Learning
New And Wondrous Things
About Our Captain
Each And Every Day.
We Got To Get
This Guy, Hunter.
Well, We've Got Enough
Time To Do It Now.
We're On Suspension.
Let's Get
Some Coffee, Huh?
How You Doing, Louie?
How's That
Voice Box Today, Huh?
Why Don't You
Say "Guilty" For Me?
I'd Like To
Hear You Say That.
I Think He Wants
A Pencil And Paper.
Yeah, Well, He's
Not Going To Get One.
I Have An Idea He's
Gonna Talk To Me Today.
When Are You Gonna Drop
The Pencil And Paper Bit?
I Know You Can Talk.
"Prove It."
That's Just What I'm Gonna
Do, I'm Gonna Prove It.
"Try It If You Can."
Come On, Hunter, Let's
Get Out Of Here.
Yeah, The Stench In Here
Is Making Me Nauseous.
You Think He's Gonna Make
A Move On Thelma Adkins?
Well, She's The Only
Juror In Los Angeles
He Hasn't Hit At Yet.
She Works At A Local
Machine Shop.
I Think I'll Go Over
And Give Her A Call.
Yeah, You Do That.
I'm Gonna Hang Around Here
Until This Guy
Gets Off Of Work.
I'm Gonna Tail This Guy.
I Don't Want To Lose Him.
Guilty!
[Car Backfires]
Hey, You Ok?
Yeah.
How You Doing?
You All Right?
Yeah.
Thank God
For Plastic.
A Little Scary, Though.
Yeah, It Sure Was.
Well, Here We Are,
Mccall,
Right Back
Where We Started, Huh?
You Know, After All
The Things We've Done,
You'd Think We'd Get
A Medal
Or A Badge
Or Something.
But Nope. All We
Get Is A Thank You
And A Lousy Assignment
Right Back Here At
The Same Stinking Park.
Give Me Your Wallet!
My Wallet?
The Wallet,
Nobody Gets Hurt.
Hey, Did You Get Me
My Orange Soda--
Buddy, This
Is Not Your Day.
Strangled, Huh?
Hunter:
More Like Garroted.
All 3 Of These Victims
Served As Jurors
At The Trial
Of Louis Mcmahon.
I'm Questioning
A Suspect.
Louie Can't Talk.
Guilty.
Shall We, Uh,
Divide And Conquer?
Works For Me.
We're Gonna
Be Suspended.
Works For Me.
♪ Bumble Jacks, Bumble Jacks ♪
♪ Taste Like A Blue Rainbow ♪
♪ Bumble Jacks, Bumble Jacks ♪
♪ Gives You That Special Glow ♪
♪ Bumble Jacks Gives
You That Special ♪
♪ Bumble Jacks, Bumble Jacks ♪
♪ Tastes Like A Blue Rainbow ♪
[Footsteps]
[Heavy Breathing]
I Hate It.
So Do I.
Hey, Go Home Already.
You Look Dead.
[Heavy Breathing]
The Bumble Jacks
Account Will Survive
Another Night
Without A Lyric.
I Don't Think Anything
Can Survive
"Tastes Like
A Blue Rainbow."
Well, That's About
The Time To Go Home
And Get Some Sleep.
Hey, Come On,
Your Boyfriend's
Waiting For You.
Hey, He's Probably On
His Way Up Here Right Now
With A Shotgun Just
Waiting To Catch Us.
David Has Seen What
You Look Like, Ted.
He Would Never
Worry About That.
[Heavy Breathing]
[Telephone Rings]
See? It's Him.
Hey, Don't Tell
Him I'm Here.
Thorner Ad Agency.
Loretta Johnson
Speaking.
Guilty.
What?
Guilty.
Who Is It?
Who Was That?
I Don't Know.
Some Weirdo, I Guess.
He Was Doing Some
Heavy Breathing
And Then He Said,
"Guilty."
That's A Weird
Thing To Say.
Probably Some
Prank Call.
You Know, Some Kids
Just Dialing Numbers.
Come On, Let Me Walk
You Down To Your Car.
Are You Ok, Loretta?
I'll Be Fine As
Soon As I Get Home.
Look, Why Don't You Give Me
A Call When You Get Home?
I'll Feel Better.
David Will Be
Waiting For Me.
I'll Be Ok.
Are You Sure?
Yeah.
[Heartbeat]
[Heartbeat]
[Heavy Breathing]
[Upbeat Music Plays]
Radio: Attention All Units
In The Wilshire District,
We Have A Silent
Neighborhood Watch Report.
Prowler On Northridge
Street Beat A Woman.
Northridge.
That's Too Far.
Hunter, Come In.
Hunter, Come In.
Hunter,
Are You There?
Hunter, Come In.
Radio: Any Unit,
A 201 And Silent
On Hayden Place.
Shots Fired.
That's Not Too Far.
Yeah, This Is L-56,
I'm At The Corner Of Colfax
And Burbank Boulevard.
I Can Respond.
Radio: L-56, We Have
3 Closer Units In Motion,
One Already There.
Do Not Respond.
Great.
Mccall: Your Last Chance,
Hunter, Come In.
Sorry, Mccall.
What Do You Got?
Where Have You Been?
Listening
To The Radio.
Hunter, I've Been Sitting Here
On This Greasy Park Bench,
I Am Bored
Out Of My Mind,
And You're Listening
To The Radio.
Somebody's Got To
Be Listening
For Calls To Run On.
What Do You Mean Calls?
We're On Assignment
Here, Remember?
We're Supposed To Clean
Out All The Muggers.
Look, Mccall,
You're The One--
Am I In Your Way?
Look, Mccall,
You Were The One
Coming Out
Of The Ladies' Room
When The Captain
Was Looking
To Give This
Assignment Away.
Yeah. Well, Don't
Forget, Buddy,
We're In This Together.
Just Cover Our Butts
So I Can Get
Something To Run On.
So You Can Get Something?
You'll Leave Me Out Of It.
I Wouldn't Do That
To You, Mccall.
Radio: All Units,
We Have A 187
At 18534 Medsten Drive.
Available Units Respond.
I Got One, Mccall.
Wait A Minute, Hunter,
What Are You Doing?
You Just Hang Tough.
I'll Be Right Back.
Well, Where
Are You Going?
Well, Hunter,
Wait--
Yeah, This Is L-56.
I'm Responding
To That 187
At 18534 Medsten
Drive. I'm Rolling.
Mccall: Hunter,
Will You Pick Up
The Walkie-Talkie, Please?
Hunter. Would You
Pick Up The Radio?
Hunter.
Great.
[Siren And Radio]
[Car Door Slams]
Every Bone In The
Girl's Neck Was Crushed.
The Guy Must Have Used
Some Kind Of
A Garroting Rope.
Any Suspects?
Already Took Her Boyfriend
Down To The Station.
He Was In The House.
Claimed He Came Out
And Found The Body
This Morning.
His Story Is Pretty
Inconsistent.
Right Now He's
The Prime Suspect.
Anybody Notice
These Keys?
Hunter, Get Away
From That Car.
You're Supposed To Be In
The Park With Your Partner.
But Captain, I Was Going To
Lunch When The Call Came In.
I Understand They
Arrested The Boyfriend.
Yeah, Well,
A Complete Report
Will Be In
The Morning Newspaper.
You're Supposed To Be In
The Park Catching Muggers.
Well, The Park's
Practically Clean.
Yeah, I Love That
Word "Practically."
Captain, Can't
Mccall And I Kind Of,
Like, Uh, You Know?
Look, You And Mccall Are
Already On A Case, All Right?
I Want You To Go
Back To The Park,
And I Don't Want To See You
Again Or Have You Check In
Until It's Completely
Cleaned Up.
Not Practically, But
Completely Cleaned Up.
Look, Captain,
Mccall And I
Are Ready To Take
This Homicide Case.
Besides, The Park Is
Completely Under Control.
Mccall: Hunter, Get Over
Here. I Think We Got One.
Come In, Hunter.
What, Do You Got
A Brick In There?
Yeah, And I Got
A Bullet In Here.
Now, Freeze. Police.
[Police Siren]
Where Have You Been?
You Have The Right
To Remain Silent.
If You Give Up That
Right To Remain Silent,
Anything You Say Can And
Will Be Used Against You
In A Court Of Law.
Mccall: She Was
Strangled, Huh?
More Like Garroted.
Oh, Great.
They Arrested
The Boyfriend,
But I Don't Think
It Was Him.
She Was Jumped While She
Was Trying To Lock Her Car.
The Key Was Bent
Over To The Right.
So?
So, Which Means That
When She Was Jumped
She Was Pulled Out
Toward The Street.
Now, If The
Boyfriend Did It,
He Would Have Come
From The House,
Jumped Her, Pulled Her
Back Toward The House.
The Key Would Have Been
Bent Toward The Left.
That's Right. How'd
You Figure That Out?
Auto Shop, Lawndale
High School, 1963.
Well, You Guys Really
Double Up, Don't You?
Not More Than 5
Minutes Ago I Told
Other Detectives
That Were Here.
Well, We Just Like
To Be Thorough, Is All.
I Can't Believe It.
I Told Her
Not To Worry.
You Know, Just Some Kids
Making Crank Calls.
Now She's Dead.
We're Very Sorry.
Was Guilty The Only
Thing He Said?
Yeah, That Was It.
What Does It Mean?
We're Not Gonna Know
Until We Find This Animal.
If You Happen To
Think Of Anything Else
That Might Help Us,
Give Us A Call, Would You?
Oh, Yeah.
She Was Just
30 Years Old.
She Thought Up Jingles
For Cereal Ads,
For God's Sake.
Who'd Want
To Kill Loretta?
Hunter: Guilty.
I Don't Get It.
This Guy Decides
Who's Guilty,
Then He Goes Out
And Executes Them.
Loretta Johnson, She
Doesn't Exactly Have
Your Typical Criminal
Profile, You Know.
Maybe She's
Got A Past Life
We Don't Know
Anything About.
Let's Run Her
By The Computer
And See What We
Come Up With.
Looks Pretty Clean.
What Are You Two Doing
In The Computer Room?
Oh, Sure, I Saw The Two
Of Them In There, Captain,
I Thought
The Two Of You
Were Supposed To Be
In A Park Somewhere.
Hey, Hunter, I Never Got
Those Reports On My Desk.
What Is It,
You're So Tired
From Chasing
And Arresting Muggers
That You Don't
Have The Strength
To Carry The Paperwork
Into My Office?
Well, We're Just Tying Up
Some Loose Ends, Captain.
All Right, You Had
Something In Your Hand.
Where Did You Put It?
What?
Look, I Don't Know
What You Two Are Up To,
But It Better Not Involve
That Strangler Case.
I've Already Got Enough
Detectives Working On That.
We Were Just Trying To Match
Up Some Saliva Samples
From The Winos Down
At The Park, Captain.
Boy, That's A Real
Killer On Shoe Leather.
That's Disgusting,
Mccall.
How's That Strangler
Case Coming, Captain?
Didn't The, Uh,
The Boyfriend Do It?
No, We Released Him This
Morning. Wrong Guy.
And We've Got No Further
Clues Or Suspects.
These Two Are Up To
Something, Captain.
Did You See Her
Pour Him Coffee?
She Never
Pours Him Coffee.
Hey, Look, Hunter,
Do Everybody A Favor.
Stay Out Of
The Computer Room
And In The Park, Ok?
Right.
Yeah, As A Matter
Of Fact,
Why Don't We
Go On Back To The Park
And, Uh, Clear The City Of
All The Winos And Bag Ladies.
Oh, Yeah, Right.
Yeah, Bernie,
You Never Can Tell
When A Wino's Gonna
Barf On Your Feet.
Ok. Loretta Johnson.
There's No Arrests,
No Convictions,
No Nothing. Cleaner
Than Bernie's Sex Life.
Then What's
She Guilty Of?
I Don't Know.
Guilty.
I Know Who This Is.
I Know Who You Are,
And I'm Going
To The Police.
Guilty.
That's Right, Boys, Let's
Get That Stiff Out Of Here.
Very Good, That's The
Way To Do It. Excellent.
Arias, Get In There And
Start Lifting Those Prints.
Fine, Yes. And You Just
Go Around The Corner
And Do, Uh,
Whatever, Uh...
I Know My Rights.
Are You Sick, Man?
Are You Sick?
Hey, Hey, Hey,
Wait A Minute, Now.
I Want My Lawyer, I Want
To Make A Phone Call,
And I Want A Cup
Of Coffee. Black.
Uh, You And Jackson
Check The Neighbors
And See If They
Heard Anything.
I Already Checked Them Out.
The Little Old Lady
Back In Number 7 Said
She Heard A Crash.
Might Have Been The Door
Being Kicked In.
That's Very Good.
Door Kicked In.
That's 2 "O"S
In Door, Bern.
Hunter, What The Hell
Are You Doing Here?
This Case Is Off-Limits
To You And Mccall.
Boy, He Sure Makes You
Feel At Home, Doesn't He?
Wait, It Is
Off-Limits, Hunter.
Look, Bernie, We Were
Transporting A Suspect
And We Saw All These
Vehicles Out In Front
And We Decided
To Pop In.
Hey, I Know
My Rights!
Shut Up, Eddie,
I'll Cave Your Head In.
Oh, You'll Hit Me
Again, Are You?
I'm Thinking About It.
You Don't Know Who
You're Dealing With,
You Don't Know Who You're
Dealing With Here, Do You?
Are You Sick? Are You
Sick Or Something?
There Are
Departmental Orders
Concerning The Treatment
Of Prisoners, Hunter.
I Treat All My Prisoners
The Same, Bernie.
You May Well
Be In Violation
Of A Departmental
Order, Then.
What Seems To
Be The Trouble?
Who Are You?
I'm Detective
Terwilliger.
Listen, You Got To
Get Me Away From Him.
Who?
This Sergeant
Hunter.
Hey, Please, Don't
Leave Me With Him.
This Guy's Crazy.
Did He, Uh--
Did He Hurt You?
Hey, I Have Cuffs On.
Are You Saying That
Sergeant Hunter, Uh,
Overstepped The Law,
Some Kind Of Police
Brutality Or Something?
Yeah, Yeah.
He's Real Scary,
And He Said He Was Gonna
Get Me If I Talked.
Uh, No, No, No,
You Can Talk To Me.
You Can Tell
Me Everything.
Well, First Off...
No! I Can't
Talk To You.
I Can't Trust None
Of You Cops
'Cause You All
Stick Together.
No, No, No, No, No,
You Can Trust Me.
Honestly. Would You Like
Some Coffee Or Something?
Did You Find
Anything?
I Don't Know.
I Was Looking Out
In The Trash
And I Found
Today's Newspaper
With A Couple Of
Articles Clipped Out.
It Looks Like The
Old Man Was Keeping
Some Sort Of
A Scrapbook Here.
Yeah.
Seems Like He's Interested
In Crime Stories, Too.
Yeah. Now This Is This
Morning's Newspaper.
There's 2 Pages Ripped
Out Of The Scrapbook.
So This Killer's Coming
In Here Snuffing This Guy
And Then He's Taking
Old Articles With Him?
Yeah, That's What
It Looks Like.
Let's Go Locate These
Missing Articles.
Yeah.
You Have A Date On That?
A Date? I Got
A Place And A Time.
Bernie, That Looks
Like Hunter's Car.
Now What The Hell
Is He Doing Here?
Sir, I've Been Getting Some
Very Interesting Information
About Hunter From This
Prisoner Right Here.
Hunter: How Are You
Doing, Captain?
Surprise Visit,
Hunter?
Well, I Was Transporting
This Hooligan
That We'd Picked Up
From The Park Downtown
When We Saw The Cars And
We Decided To Stop By.
Yeah, We Saw All
These Cop Cars
And We Thought
Maybe, Uh, Terwilliger
Got Hit By A Bus
Or Something.
We Were Concerned.
Well, According
To Bernie,
Your Prisoner Here
Has A Lot To Say.
I Got It All
Written Down
And Signed By
The Witness, Sir.
I Had It--I Had
It Right Here.
Hey, Well, Look, I'd
Like To Stick Around
And Chat With You
Guys,
But We've Got
A Booking To Go To.
Taa-Taa.
I Had It Right
Here.
I Had It
In My Pocket.
Yo, Twit, I Thought
You Could Help Me Out.
You Should Have Seen Him.
I Really Had Him Going.
Thanks, Eddie.
I Appreciate This.
I Owe You One.
Yo!
♪ I Am The Man
To Break, Ha ♪
Hey, Bernie's
Wallet.
Must Have Thought That It
Slipped Out Of His Pocket.
Hey, You Ain't Got
To Open The Door.
Adios, Amigos.
Hunter: Let's Take A Run
By The Library, Mccall.
Excuse Me.
We're Looking For
The Last 2 Issues
Of The Newspaper.
Local Or
Out Of Town?
Local.
Planning On
Photocopying?
Well, It's
A Possibility.
Why, Is It
Against The Law?
Only If You
Photocopy Money,
In Which Case
They Put You Away.
And It Usually Turns Out
Pretty Awful, Anyway.
Now, We Charge For All
Of Our Photocopies.
No Checks,
No Credit Cards.
Do You Need Change?
Uh, I Think We
Can, Uh, Handle It.
Would You Just Point Us In
The Direction Of The File?
Right Over There
Against The Wall.
Oh--Do You Have
Your Library Card?
Never Leave Home
Without It.
This Is Really
A Long Shot, You Know.
Well, When You're
Bobbing For Anything
You Try Anything.
But Come On,
A Rumpled-Up Newspaper
In The Victim's Trash
Can. That Can Be Zip.
Yeah, But Maybe The Killer
Didn't Want Us To Find It.
You Got To Keep
An Open Mind
About These Things,
Mccall.
Mccall: All Right,
What Do You Got?
Ah.
"Sacramento Coroners,
Currently Examining
"The Remains
Of Martin Clink
For Final Determination
Of Death,
"Which Has Thought
To Have Been
Precipitated By
Cord Or Rope."
You Mind Keeping It
Down A Little, Please?
That Stuff Makes Me Sick.
"Mr. Clink, Arriving
Home Late In The Evening
"From A Business Meeting
With An Insurance Client,
"Was Found Lying Just
Outside The Front Door
Of His Small Apartment
Not Far From The State
Capital Building."
Mccall: It's About
A Murder. Big Deal.
Well, It Parallels
The Cases
That We've
Been Running Into.
They're All
Strangulations.
Don't You Get
The Connection?
Hunter,
Why Would This Guy
Kill Somebody
Up In Sacramento
And Then Come Down To L.A.
To Get Another Victim?
Victims.
Victims, Plural.
Ok, Fine,
But It Still Doesn't
Make Any Sense.
Yet. I Bet If We Call The
Sacramento Coroner's Office
Right Now,
He Might Be Through
With The Investigation.
It May Have Something
To Do With This Case.
And If Not?
Well, If Not Then
I've...Just Defaced
A Publicly-Owned
Major Newspaper.
Want The Funnies?
I Just Got Off The
Phone With Sacramento.
Get This...
They Found Pieces
Of Rawhide
Embedded
In The Victim's Neck.
Same Way
John Matthews Died.
Uh-Huh, And This
Is Weird, Hunter.
Why Would Matthews
Cut Out An Article
On The Sacramento
Killing
And Then He Winds Up
Being Killed The Same Way?
I Better Run
The Sacramento Guy
And See If He's
Still On The Street.
And If He Is, I Say
We Go Pay Him A Visit.
There It Is.
The Guy Lived In Los Angeles
7 Years Ago In Van Nuys.
Think Matthews Knew Him?
Yeah, Possibly.
But It Still Doesn't Explain
The Connection Between
The Killer
And The 2 Victims.
There's Something About This
Address That Rings A Bell.
Loretta Johnson.
Loretta Johnson Lived
In West Hollywood.
Yeah, Currently.
But Here's
The Sheet On Her.
In 1978, Her California
Driver's License Address
Was Van Nuys, California.
All 3 Of These People
Lived In The Same Area
In 1978.
Remember Those News Clippings
At Matthews' House
About The Jury Trial?
All These Victims Were
Living In The Same District
At The Very Same Time.
And They Pulled Jurors
From Voter Registration Files
By Districts.
Ya Think?
Hunter, You're Right.
All 3 Of These Victims
Served As Jurors
At The Trial
Of Louis Mcmahon.
He Was Convicted
Of Murder
And Sentenced To Life.
Which Usually Means He's
Back Out On The Streets.
Yeah, First Thing
I Want To Do Is Contact
The Other 2 Jurors
Living In Los Angeles
To See If They've
Received Any Phone Calls.
[Telephone Rings]
[Ring]
[Knocking On Door]
Just A Minute.
Hello?
[Dial Tone]
Damn.
Hi. Miss Thelma Adkins?
That's Right.
Who Are You?
I'm Sergeant Dee Dee Mccall,
Homicide Division.
May I Come In And Speak
With You, Please?
It's About The
Louis Mcmahon Case.
Something's Happened.
He's Out Of Prison,
Isn't He?
Well, We're Checking
On That Right Now.
Mrs. Adkins, What We Do Know
Is That At Least
3 Of The Other Members
Of The Jury That
Convicted Him Have, Uh,
Been Receiving Rather
Strange Phone Calls...
And Shortly Thereafter
Have Been Strangled.
He Said He Would.
Are You Saying
That Mcmahon Said He'd
Kill The Jurors? When?
It Was Right After The
Conviction Was Brought In.
He Looked Over At Us
Before They Took Him Away
And He Said We Were More
Guilty Than He Was...
And We Would Pay.
He Used The Word "Guilty"?
First Time I Laid Eyes
On That Man I--
Scared Me To Death.
[Machine Starts]
It's Just The Pipes.
They Make Noise.
Listen, Mrs. Adkins,
We'd Like To Offer You Some
Protection If You'll Take It,
At Least Until We Know
Whether Or Not
It Is Louis Mcmahon
And If It Isn't, Till
We Get Him Convicted.
Ms. Mccall, We Both Know
It's Louis Mcmahon.
He Didn't Look Like
The Other Young Men
Whose Trials
I Was A Juror On.
The Others Looked Like
They Had Some Humanity
In Their Faces...
Except They Were
Just Misled...
As If They Weren't
Really Happy
At Having
Done Something Wrong.
But Mr. Mcmahon...
He Sort Of...
Liked What He Did.
You Know What I Mean?
He Liked It.
And He Couldn't
Get Enough.
Listen, Mrs. Adkins,
Take Some Protection
From Us, Ok?
No. I--
I Don't Think I Want
That Just Yet.
Not That I'm A Fool,
But--
You Said The Victims
Had All Been
Telephoned First.
Yeah, That's Right.
Well, If He Calls Me,
I'll Call You.
Fair?
You Know,
I Don't Get It.
How Can They Continually
Parole Guys Like That?
Why Do They Always Want
To Live In Los Angeles?
Sunshine State.
Nice Place.
Yeah.
Excuse Me.
I'm Looking For
A Louis Mcmahon.
That's Him Back There.
Louis Mcmahon?
Hey.
Freeze!
Get Out
Of The Truck.
Come On, Move It.
Get Over There.
Spread 'Em Out.
Ok, Now, Why'd You Run?
I'm Asking You A Question.
Now, Look, You're Either
Gonna Talk To Me
Or You're Gonna Tell It
To The Ground.
Now, Why Did You Run?
What's Going On?
Questioning A Suspect.
Well, You Can Save
Your Breath.
Louie Can't Talk.
What Do You Mean
Louie Can't Talk?
He Got No Voice Box.
He Got It Cut Clean
Through
In A Knife Fight
In Prison.
His Vocal Chords Were
Severed In The Fight.
It Was In The Prison
Yard About 6 Years Ago.
Since Then He Hasn't
Been Able To Speak.
He Ran From Me.
Yeah, You Come
Barging In
Flashing A Badge
To A Parolee.
He Gets Scared,
He Runs.
Jury Convicts
This Guy Of Murder,
And Then 3 Months Ago
In Sacramento
He Gets Out On Parole...
And A Juror Turns Up Dead.
And Then He Moves
To Los Angeles.
And Guess What Happens?
2 More Of Those Same
Jurors Wind Up Dead.
I'm His Parole Officer.
He's A Model Parolee
And He Can't Talk.
You've Got Witnesses
That Claim
He Calls Up And Talks
To His Victims.
Using The Word "Guilty."
Yeah. It's All
Too Simple, Isn't It?
I Mean, Wouldn't Mcmahon
Be The Perfect Subject
To A Frame
For These Murders?
That's What I Think
Is Happening.
Mcmahon Is A Fall Guy
For Some Nut.
Oh, Give Me A Break.
No. You Give Me A Break,
Mccall.
Now, We Got
A Search Warrant
For The Guy's Apartment
And It's Clean.
I Mean, We Got Nothing
On This Guy. Nothing.
And No D.A. Is
Gonna Hold A Mute
Who's Making Phone Calls
To People.
Maybe He Can Talk.
What?
Maybe He's Just Been
Holding Out.
For 6 Years?
"Go To Hell."
Here, It's For You.
Captain, This Is The Guy.
"I'm Innocent."
Great.
Hey, Look,
We Can't Hold Him,
So Let's Drop It, Huh?
Now We Got Nothing.
And You Stay Off
This Case, Hunter.
I Mean It.
Louis Is Our Boy
All Right.
Yeah, And The Guy's
Back Out On The Street.
Makes Me Sick.
We Know Where He Lives
And We Know Where He Works,
So Let's Tail Him.
What's Taking Him?
Maybe He's Cleaning Up
In There Before He Splits.
Place Hasn't Been Cleaned Up
Since It Opened.
Uh, The Floor Show's
Just Beginning.
Well, We Could Nab Him
For Littering.
Oh, I Have An Idea
We'll Be Able
To Get Something On Him
Better Than That.
♪ You've Been Down That Road
Before, Child ♪
♪ You Know Where It Leads ♪
♪ You've Been Down That Road
Before, Child ♪
♪ Set Your Spirit Free ♪
♪ You've Been Down That Road
Before, Child ♪
♪ You've Been Down,
Down, Down, Down ♪
♪ Down, Down, Down ♪
♪ Sippin' Cider
Through A Straw ♪
♪ Across Them Lines
I Couldn't See ♪
♪ I've Been Solvin'
All My Problems ♪
♪ By The Women's
Self Pity ♪
♪ Too Many Times... ♪
I Wonder What
The Hell He's Up To.
Yeah, Well, Maybe Somebody's
Having A Rope Sale In There.
Come On.
♪ This Is My, My Own Body,
Oh, What's The Crime? ♪
♪ I Waste My Own Time ♪
♪ You've Been Down
That Road Before, Child ♪
♪ And You Know
Where It Leads ♪
♪ You've Been Down
That Road Before, Child ♪
♪ And Set Your Spirit Free ♪
♪ You've Been Down
That Road Before, Child ♪
♪ You've Been Down,
Down, Down, Down ♪
♪ Down, Down, Down ♪
♪ You Know Where It Leads ♪
♪ Dream While You're Awake ♪
♪ Seek And You Shall Find ♪
♪ Your Heart Knows
The Secrets ♪
♪ That Can Transcend Time ♪
♪ Dream While You're Awake ♪
♪ Seek And You Shall Find ♪
♪ Your Heart Knows
The Secrets ♪
♪ That Can Transcend Time,
Yeah ♪
♪ It's Never Been
My Home For Long ♪
♪ It's My Past,
My History ♪
♪ As Long As We Swallow
That Pill ♪
♪ We Will Have
The Same Scenery ♪
♪ Too Many Times
You Could Change Things... ♪
Pretty Strange Place
For A Phone Call,
Don't You Think?
Yeah, Well, If You're
Gonna Terrorize People
Over The Phone, You
Might As Well Do It
In The Phone Booth
Of Your Choice.
Say, Man, What Is This?
I'm Sorry, I Thought
You Were Somebody Else.
♪ You've Been Down
That Road Before, Child ♪
♪ And You Know
Where It Leads ♪
♪ Been Down That Road
Before, Child ♪
♪ Set Your Spirit Free ♪
♪ Been Down That Road... ♪
Dispatcher:
L-56, Please Respond.
L-56. Hunter Here.
Got A Call From
A Thelma Adkins.
Said You'd Know
What It Was About.
Got It.
We're On Our Way.
[Siren]
I Mean, After
This Guy's Trial,
The D.A. Sat Us All
Down And Told Us
That Whenever Some
Criminal Makes A Threat
On The Jury They Never
Follow Through.
Well, Actually,
That's True.
There's Never Been
A Documented Case
Where A Convicted Criminal
Actually Did Go After
The Jurors,
But We Just Wanted
To Play Safe.
And Wanted To Take
All Precautions.
I Tell You I Was
Really Scared
When The Guy Called.
Well, He Called
About 10 Minutes Ago.
If He's Gonna Make
His Move,
He's Gonna Make It
Pretty Soon.
[Breathing]
Hunter.
Come On. It's Late.
I Don't Think This Guy's
Going To Show.
We'll Send You Somebody
From Downtown.
I Don't Get It.
Why Would The Guy Call
Thelma And Not Show?
The Other Juror.
He Called Thelma
To Throw Us Off.
Not Gonna Have That Light On
Much Longer, Are You?
Just 3 More Pages Till
The End Of This Chapter.
I Hate It When You Read
Those Scary Books
Before You Go To Bed.
You Keep Me Up All Night
Thinking You're Hearing Noises.
I Do Not.
[Creak]
Paul, Did You Hear
Something?
Mmm.
[Heartbeat]
[Siren]
Finish Your Book And
Turn Out The Light.
I Just Have
2 More Pages.
[Step Creaks]
Paul, Did You Hear
Something?
Mccall, You Take
The Back.
[Screams]
[Screaming]
[Siren]
Why Is It I Can Always
Tell The Sound
Of Terwilliger's Siren?
Hunter, I Got Television
People Out Here.
Look At 'Em. Newspapers,
Reporters, Everything.
You're Making Me An Old Man,
Hunter, You Really Are.
Look, Captain,
That Was Our Man.
Yeah, But You Wouldn't Swear
That It Was Louis Mcmahon,
Could You?
I Mean, You Didn't
Actually See Him, Did You?
Well, It Was Dark.
I Almost Had
This Guy, Captain.
Did You See The House?
You Almost Destroyed
The House, Hunter.
I Got 2 Police Psychologists
Up There Now
Just Trying To Coax The Woman
Out From Underneath The Bed.
She's Hysterical.
Captain, We Probably
Saved Her Life.
Firearms Discharge Report's
Gonna Have To Be Filed.
The Officer Involved
Shooting Team
Is On Its Way
Out Here Right Now.
I've Already Called 'Em.
Well, You Are So
Efficient, Bernie,
I Bet You Were
A Cub Scout, Huh?
Look, Captain, We Got A
Raving Maniac On Our Hands.
Look, I Want To Catch This
Guy Just As Bad As You Do.
But I Want To Make Sure
I Catch The Right One.
You Know, I Could Suspend
You For What You Did,
Working On A Case
Without Authorization,
Derelict In Duty.
And In General,
Just Sticking Your Nose
Where It Doesn't Belong.
Well, Captain,
I Am His Partner.
I Helped Him Stick His Nose
Where It Doesn't Belong.
Look, Captain, Bernard,
I'd Like To Stand Out Here
And Talk With You Further
But I'm Gonna Go Home And
Put My Head In The Dryer.
Hey, Hunter, I Want You
To Go To The Station.
You Can Change There.
Mccall, You Go With Him.
Come On, Bernie.
I Think We're
Gonna Be Suspended.
Come On, Hunter, We're
Not Gonna Be Suspended.
Hey, Look, I Saw The Wild
Crazy Look In His Eye.
We're Gonna Be
Suspended.
I Suppose You Think You
Know Everything, Huh?
I Saw The Same Crazy
Wild Look In His Eye,
And We're Not Gonna Be
Suspended.
Woman's Intuition,
I Suppose?
You Know What's
Wrong With You?
No. But I Bet
You're Gonna Tell Me.
You Got It.
You Always Look At
The Downside Of Everything.
Mccall:
I Don't Believe This.
2 Weeks Suspension
For Me, Too.
Yeah, What Happened
To My Partner Back There?
I'm Not The One Who Shot
Up The Guy's Bedroom.
Besides, I Never Thought
The Captain
Would Actually
Go Through With It.
Yeah. We're Learning
New And Wondrous Things
About Our Captain
Each And Every Day.
We Got To Get
This Guy, Hunter.
Well, We've Got Enough
Time To Do It Now.
We're On Suspension.
Let's Get
Some Coffee, Huh?
How You Doing, Louie?
How's That
Voice Box Today, Huh?
Why Don't You
Say "Guilty" For Me?
I'd Like To
Hear You Say That.
I Think He Wants
A Pencil And Paper.
Yeah, Well, He's
Not Going To Get One.
I Have An Idea He's
Gonna Talk To Me Today.
When Are You Gonna Drop
The Pencil And Paper Bit?
I Know You Can Talk.
"Prove It."
That's Just What I'm Gonna
Do, I'm Gonna Prove It.
"Try It If You Can."
Come On, Hunter, Let's
Get Out Of Here.
Yeah, The Stench In Here
Is Making Me Nauseous.
You Think He's Gonna Make
A Move On Thelma Adkins?
Well, She's The Only
Juror In Los Angeles
He Hasn't Hit At Yet.
She Works At A Local
Machine Shop.
I Think I'll Go Over
And Give Her A Call.
Yeah, You Do That.
I'm Gonna Hang Around Here
Until This Guy
Gets Off Of Work.
I'm Gonna Tail This Guy.
I Don't Want To Lose Him.
Guilty!
[Car Backfires]
Hey, You Ok?
Yeah.
How You Doing?
You All Right?
Yeah.
Thank God
For Plastic.
A Little Scary, Though.
Yeah, It Sure Was.
Well, Here We Are,
Mccall,
Right Back
Where We Started, Huh?
You Know, After All
The Things We've Done,
You'd Think We'd Get
A Medal
Or A Badge
Or Something.
But Nope. All We
Get Is A Thank You
And A Lousy Assignment
Right Back Here At
The Same Stinking Park.
Give Me Your Wallet!
My Wallet?
The Wallet,
Nobody Gets Hurt.
Hey, Did You Get Me
My Orange Soda--
Buddy, This
Is Not Your Day.